'Verse - Ocean Kings Motorcycle Club

Despite all non-verbalists' protests to the contrary, soaring heights of emotional ecstasy or raging pangs of anguish can be attained through verbal communication. If the magical ceremony is to employ all sensory awarenesses, then the proper sounds must be invoked. It is certainly true that "actions speak louder than words," but words become as monuments to thoughts.

The biggest shortcoming of printed magical conjurations is the lack of emotion upon reciting them. An old conjurer who was employing a self-composed invocation of great personal meaning in the light of his magical desires, had ran out of words just as his ritual was moments short of its successful culmination. Aware of the necessity of keeping his emotional response generating, he quickly adlibbed the first emotion-provoking words that came to mind—a few stanzas of a poem by Rudyard Kipling! Thus, with this final burst of glory-charged adrenalin, was he able to finalize an effective working!

Invocations are designed to serve as proclamations of certainty, not whining apprehension. For this reason they are devoid of shallow offerings-up and hollow charities. Leviathan, the great Dragon from the Watery Abyss, roars forth as the surging sea, and these invocations are tribunals.

In the name of Satan, the Ruler of the earth, the King of the world, I command the forces of the Underworld to bestow their power upon me! Open wide the gates of Hell and come forth from the abyss to greet me as your candidate.

Grant me the indulgences of which I speak! I have taken thy name as a part of myself! I live as the beasts of the field, rejoicing in the fleshly life! I favor the just and curse the rotten! By all the Gods of the Pit, I command that these things of which I speak shall come to pass!

Come forth and answer to your name by manifesting my desires!

OH HEAR THY NAME: Sammael.